Soon, Hu De felt a dizzying sensation, as if the sky, the sea, and the ship were all spinning.
Then he saw a familiar headless body spewing blood.
And beside that headless body, a figure slowly sheathed his sword...
"You've finally stopped with the fancy stuff..."
Kuro watched the head fall into the sea, then stared at the fallen corpse and said, "You just can't see the situation clearly. What are you trying to do with iaido in front of me?"
Iai?
He doesn't want to be too familiar with her.
From the moment he saw Hu De, he knew that Hu De was a skilled Iaijutsu player, but that was all he could say about him.
It would be fine against an average person, but against him, the knife moved as slowly as if it were playing in slow motion.
He's not bragging, but while the world is dangerous, when it comes to plugging and unplugging things, he's the most experienced driver—no, he's the most experienced.
Even Hawkeye can't compare to him.
Kuro exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Get a few people out to clean up the mess. It won't look good if it's dirty. Then send some people over to check if there are any leaks in the wreckage. If there are, finish them off. If there's any treasure, bring it back too."
“Yes, Mr. Kuro, I understand,” Kuro nodded in response.
"What's going on here, Kuro? Next time we meet, I don't want anyone bothering me. I don't want to hear a sound. If there's any more noise, you'd better watch out!" Kuro glared at Kuro and said, "I'm so fed up with these past few days."
Kuro pursed his lips, lowered his head, and said in a weak voice, "Yes, Mr. Kuro..."
What else can we do? He'll have to step in himself. If we keep bothering Mr. Kuro, then we'll only be bothered ourselves.
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